Zhao Jian hung up the phone and lay hatefully on the bed and retreated into Ji Rufeng's arms.

The cold temperature came from the collarbone, which was the chain and ring that Ji Rufeng wore on her neck a few days ago.

Zhao Jian never expected that the Zhao family came up with such an idea in order to let their son inherit Zhao Ling's group. It was insidious and dirty, and she felt disgusted even if she thought about it.

She turned around and looked at Ji Rufeng, feeling angry, and rushed over and bit the man's lips.

Ji Rufeng was woken up by her and was helpless. She pressed her softly and kissed her for a while, then held her waist and put her belt in her arms and closed her eyes again.

Zhao Jian looked at him and changed his mind.

"Let's go to London."

Ji Rufeng opened his eyes. In fact, he had woken up from the time she got up. The room was quiet. Naturally, he listened to the contents of the phone call. His heart was beating a little fast at this time.

He took a breath without hesitation, suppressing his heartbeat.

He didn't want to, she promised to be with him, just because of her rebelliousness.

“It won’t be a long time.”

She smiled, took off her necklace and took off the ring, handed it to his hand, and then shook her finger at him.

The man felt ache in his heart, but he didn't show any signs of it on his face. He held her finger and pushed the ring into her finger inch by inch.

Zhao Jian curled his lips and smiled, just like Seven said that if you want him, you should want him. No one can lock in his whole life, but now it is enough to be happy.

She might not be able to take his whole life, but it was enough for her to ask him for now. This was the truth she only figured out before going to bed last night.

Ji Rufeng looked at her with a deep and fierce look.

Zhao Jian blinked, and then he pressed his shoulder to kiss him. Unlike the previous kiss Lianxiang Xiyu, he clasped her jaw and drove straight in with a spiritual tongue. She only kissed her mouth and tongue so hard that she let go.

Then she spread her legs and hit her in. The force was extremely strong. Zhao Jian was hit and almost hit the head of the bed, making her body tense in pain.

The man calmly didn't move, and he didn't kiss her anymore. He asked her calmly: "Does it hurt?"

"Nonsense." Zhao Jian's voice was filled with crying, and tears were shining in the corners of his eyes.

"I'm in pain, too."

The man pressed her waist, ignored her, pushed her inch by inch, and then stopped until he penetrated into the deepest part of her body.

Zhao Jian pushed him, but couldn't push him.

Ji Rufeng didn't move, just stuck in her body, as if she was deliberately asking her to hurt.

After a while, Zhao Jian felt that the pain was gone, and pulled his ear and said, "You're going to be crazy."

"Crazy."

He slowly moved, his movements opened and closed, and he pulled out and crashed in without hesitation. Zhao Jian felt like a broken window and was knocked apart at some point.

On this day, the two of them missed breakfast. Zhao Jian was pushed by Ji Rufeng in his boudoir and rolled from the bed to the ground, from the sofa to the coffee table, and then rolled into the bathroom. He was carved inside and out and his legs were almost unable to close.

"frenzied……"

She lay on the bed and kicked him weakly.

Ji Rufeng snorted, clasped her body and bit her softness again. Zhao Jian shivered in pain. He was either unwilling to choose him when she had to choose, but he was just unwilling to accept it.

If you are unwilling to give up, you can't let her go. At least you have to follow her to do enough.

"What are you going crazy?" Zhao Jian was not angry either.

"Sheep's Horn Wind."
Chapter completed!